Hairbrush in her right hand,
Cell phone in her left,
Where she left her common sense
Is anybody’s guess
Trying to turn the corner
Steering with her knees –
Here comes Miss America
In her great big SUV.
Can’t laugh without a laugh track,
Can’’t sleep without a pill
Running on the fast track
But she still can’t pay her bills
Better hope you see her coming
So you can head right up a tree
Here comes Miss America
In her great big SUV.
Stickers on her bumper
Proclaim she’s standing tall
Bigger’s always better
When you feel a little small
Radio is booming out
Some silly rightwing swill
The way to make a peaceful world
Is to kill and kill and kill
And there’s nothing like a prison
For setting people free
Here comes Miss America
In her great big SUV.
(Look Out!)
Here comes Miss America
In her great big SUV.
